C.U.B.E.

≈ Ch. 31: WHEN A MAN NEEDS A MAN ≈

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Who’s Who in this chapter

Sean McLaughlin is overcome by his responsibilities and Kareem helps him in more than one way. Talking to Sean, Kareem reveals how deep are the sentiments he feels for Lance; then, back home, he tells the same things to his lover… but without using words.

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~ A friend in need ~

“It’s all too quiet…” – Lance said at Kareem, while having breakfast – “It’s been two days since the inspection from the Police Corps: O’Rourke must be both furious and scared, a dangerous combination. I was expecting raids, arrests, punishments, possibly against us, but… nothing”. As a matter of fact, no one outside the Police station knew about O’Rourke’s arrest, and neither Lance nor Kareem suspected anything.

“O’Rourke must be busy trying to kiss the ass of his top-league friends” – Kareem commented – “I know that the Minister and Chief Bellwood are up in arms against O’Rourke, thanks to the false information added to the A.I. by Triple-A, but I guess he has more influential friends who may save his ass.”

“I don’t like this quietness” – Lance insisted – “especially after Lionel, the concierge, reported the fight he witnessed, between O’Rourke and Sean. Have you heard from Sean, in the last two days?”

“Nope. Not a word from him. Now I have to go to work, but I’ll call you at the lunch break.”

“Kareem…” – Lance said with a voice trembling for the tension – “Promise you’ll be careful. I have a bad feeling. I feel like something is about to happen…”

In that very moment, the doorbell buzzed, and Lance gasped loud, startled; he cautiously went to open the curtain closing the main entrance and became pale, looking at the green uniform of a muscular cop twice his size wearing a serious expression on his face.

“You must be Lance Maynar” – the cop said, and Kareem immediately walked to the door, putting himself between the bulky man and Lance, in a protective stance, and shot at the cop a steely glance. A hurt expression appeared on the cop’s handsome face and he lowered his gaze: “Yeah, I don’t blame you. I confess I had to obey many… questionable orders in the past, I’m not expecting you to like or trust me, but if you’re Kareem, then I need to talk to you. Please.”

“About what?” – Kareem asked, cautiously making way to the cop, to let him come inside.

“About Sean McLaughlin. I’m worried about him. I know you and Sean are good friends, he always talks about you. But first, let me introduce myself, I’m Officer Rod Romano, we never met so far because my brother and I mostly patrol the 3rd and 4th floors.”

“OK, OK, nice to meet you, but now, why are you worried about Sean?”

“The last two days have been… hectic, to say the least, I noticed he was worried and stressed out, but you know him, he always keeps everything on his shoulders. He’s been in his office since yesterday evening, he didn’t even go home at the end of the shift, and this morning he’s still there, he says he doesn’t need anything but… it can’t be possibly true.”

Kareem was alarmed by the news and quickly tore away his dirty work tank and put on a shirt, without even bothering to button it up: “Lance, please call Perry, tell him I will skip work today. Rod, I heartily thank you for coming here, I’m going back to the Police station with you!”

In a few minutes, they entered the main hall of the Police station and Kareem asked: “Where is Sean?”

“In the Captain’s office, it’s the second door” – the cop replied, pointing his chin to a hallway. Kareem felt a shiver of apprehension. «O’Rourke’s office?» – he silently thought, alarmed – «So, Sean must’ve been all this time with him! My goodness, what is that evil man doing to Sean?!”

Without thinking twice, Kareem ran to the door and barged in, without even knocking: “Captain! Don’t…” – he said aloud, but immediately shut his mouth realizing that O’Rourke wasn’t there, Sean was alone in the room, sitting at the Captain’s desk holding his own face into his hands. He raised his head and whined “Kareem… ”, looking at his friend with thankful eyes, and ran to him to hug him tight.

But it wasn’t a normal, friendly hug: he threw his arms around Kareem’s waist and reclined his head over his chest, like a kid searching for protection. Kareem was puzzled, but it was clear as day what Sean needed, and he immediately enveloped him into his strong, protective arms and held his friend tight.

“I’m sorry… Please don’t think bad of me…” – Sean said softly, pressing his face over Kareem’s wide chest. “Shh… Shh… It’s OK, Sean” – Kareem replied, holding his friend tighter and giving small fatherly kisses on his head – “Everything will be fine, I’m here…”

Sean felt like a heavy burden was being lifted from his shoulders. He hung tight to Kareem like a rock in the stormy Ocean, pressing his face on his warm, hairy chest and brushing his hands on his muscular back. Part of his mind warned him that he shouldn’t have found so pleasurable the firmness of Kareem’s pecs under his cheek, or the warmth of Kareem’s skin under his fingers; but the physical contact was like a soothing balm for him, and he went on exploring with his hands Kareem’s brawny back and let his chest hair tickle his face, until all the worries and the stress he’d accumulated since O’Rourke’s arrest slowly vanished, leaving him drained but, at long last, calm again.

That was the moment when he realized how inappropriate and ‘unmanly’ his behavior had been; he suddenly let go of Kareem’s torso and raised his head to look at him: “Shit, I feel so ashamed… I’m so sorry… Please don’t think…”

“I don’t think anything, buddy. I only hope I could help you, someway. What’s happening to you, Sean? That hug was… intense.”

“I know it may sound weird, Kareem, but… I needed you, I needed… a man. No, it’s not like it sounds, I can’t explain well, but even a confident, self-assured man sometimes needs to… yield himself to another man, put everything on his strong shoulders, search for comfort and support. Yes, I have Anne, my wife, and she’s a wonderful wife, but I just couldn’t get from her what I needed. I needed you, you’re very special to me, Kareem… But I don’t want you to think that there’s something… weird going on between us, that you and I… I mean… Aww, fuck, it’s so difficult!”

 

~ A rainbow of love ~

“Come, let’s sit down” – Kareem said with a friendly smile, taking Sean by hand and walking him toward a small sofa near the door – “Once, not long ago, I felt lost, I felt I was losing my mind, I didn’t know anymore what to think of myself, and you opened my mind. You said that it’s impossible to draw a line between friendship, bromance, love and attraction, and it’s useless to label sentiments. You helped me grow up, back then, and now I’m not anymore the same man who arrived here months ago. I’ve met many men, here at the Cube, I’ve experienced in my life all those sentiments, and everything is crystal clear to me. I know now what I feel toward the many guys I’ve met. You see, there is a difference.”

“It’s like looking at the rainbow, Sean: you can’t really draw a line between the green and the blue, but you can tell the difference between green and blue, you know by heart what’s blue and what’s green.”

“Perry, for instance” – Kareem explained – “is my lifeboat, my rock, a sturdy fatherly man whom I look at whenever I’m in trouble, and I always find in him all the help I need, I feel a great affection for him, but of course I don’t love him, nor I feel any sexual attraction for him. And there’s a boy who lives at the Silk & Lace Parlor on the 2nd Floor, Andrea; he’s too young to be a man, but man enough not to look like a girl, and I confess I feel a sexual attraction for him. I made love to him several times, but I’m not in love with him, I feel a sort of fatherly affection for him.”

“And then, there’s Lance” – Kareem went on with shining eyes – “What I feel for him is… the whole rainbow. I’m in love with him, I respect him, I trust him and I feel affection for him; but we’re also friends, there’s a joyful bromance between us, we understand and support each other; and I find him sexy, too, because he’s… welcoming, he’s caring, he gives himself to me unreservedly. Like a woman, you may think, and in a sense it’s true, but Lance is a hundred percent man, no doubts about it.”

Sean was drinking from Kareem’s lips, looking at him like a pupil looks at his mentor. “Now, I don’t want to scare you, Sean, but I do feel something special for you, too; something so strong that at first I didn’t understand. I’m talking about friendship, Sean, the purest and strongest form of friendship. I had ‘friends’, outside, but I now realize they were no more than tepid acquaintances: nothing compared to what I feel for you. As you yourself once told me, the physical contact between us is important, it lets us express our support, our sympathy, but there’s no attraction, no romance. This is what scares you most, isn’t it? I understand, Sean, because for me, too, our bond is unique and powerful, and it’s hard to label: it’s a tight bond that would make our women jealous, knowing that we wouldn’t ever hug them the way we hugged each other, moments ago. But blue is blue and green is green, Sean. I can speak only for myself, of course, but I bet that if you look deep into yourself, you’ll know for sure that what you feel has nothing to do with love or sex.”

Sean couldn’t find his voice, and nodded, relieved. Kareem smiled warmly: “Why didn’t you call me, Sean? Day or night, I’ve would’ve run to you immediately. This is what a true friend does. I understand you can’t tell me everything concerning your job, but…”

“Don’t worry, it’s not that. Actually, it’s about time I tell you what’s going on here. Only, promise you won’t tell anyone, for the time being, except Lance. You probably thought it was weird that I was using the Captain’s office, but… well, this is my office, now. I got orders from the Police Corps HQ to arrest O’Rourke and assume command of this Police station. I’m now Acting Captain of the local Sex Police, and therefore the entire Cube falls under my command. I did what I had to do, I arrested O’Rourke, Wilde and Reeves…” – Sean revealed, frowning deeply – “…but then I let my sentiments of vengeance overcome me. I tormented and humiliated O’Rourke, I made him suck Wilde’s cock, and then I had him tied to the throne…”

Kareem stiffened, hearing Sean mentioning the hatred device that viciously ripped away his anal virginity, on his first day at the Cube; but he placed a comforting hand on Sean’s: “Whatever you did to him, he deserves it ten times.”

“Thanks, Kareem, but… how can I say it… I hated myself for falling prey of horrible sentiments I’ve never felt before, and yet I hated myself because I couldn’t gather the strength to go all the way with him. Moments before activating the throne, I deactivated the dildo, as I thought that no man deserves to be violated that way. But O’Rourke deserves it! He fuckin’ killed my father! And yet I spared him the anal rape, I only forced him to cum over and over. But all the while, I suffered as much as him. I tried to ignore his screams, his pleas to put an end to his torment, to no avail. I put up a tough face, but inside I was cringing. I’m not the right man for this role, Kareem, they put me in too big shoes for me to wear.”

“My wonderful, righteous friend” – Kareem said, smiling affectionately – “One of the reasons why I most cherish our friendship is exactly because you are so honest and sympathetic. I can’t possibly think to a better man to lead this Police station and the Cube. You don’t need to play the superhero, Sean, or pretend to be someone else: you’re perfect the way you are. Yeah, you don’t have O’Rourke’s streak of evil, but this is what makes you special and better than him. And better than me. I hope you won’t think too bad of me, but I’m not like you. O’Rourke is a lucky bastard, because if I was in your place, now he would’ve been regretting to have been born.”

Sean stood up and took a deep, liberating breath: “You helped me in so many ways, today, my friend. I feel ready, now. I’m not scared anymore to fail Chief Bellwood, or fail my fellow cops now under my command, or fail the people of the Cube who expect me to do the right thing at the right moment. And I’m not scared to fail my wife, or you, or… myself. Thank you, Kareem. Now, come and give me another of your strong, friendly hugs!”

They hugged again, happily, no trace of embarrassment on either part, and then Kareem took his leave: “I’m going back home. Say hi from me to Rod Romano, he’s such a nice guy. He really cares for you, you know that? I’m not to teach you anything, but even on your job, you’re not alone, Sean, you don’t need to always keep everything on your shoulders. Take care, and see you soon!”

 

~ The full package ~

While walking back home, Kareem enjoyed the warmth that the conversation with Sean left inside him. He thought again at the many guys he’d met at the Cube, and the different sentiments he felt for them: sentiments he never suspected to even exist, when he lived his void, perfect life outside. Horrible as it was, being arrested and confined into the Cube had been life-changing for him, and he felt lucky.

Living at the Cube, he’d finally found a true friend, he’d found people who earned his utmost respect and greatest affection, he’d found out that sexual attraction is much more complex and wider than he thought. And above all, at the Cube he’d found love. Just thinking of Lance made his heartbeat race, and that was something that not even Beverly, his former fiancée, ever made him feel.

Kareem arrived home and entered the cozy living room; and there he was, Lance, with his sincere smile, his bright eyes and his trimmed, sexy body. Lance rose from the couch and moved closer, and Kareem swiftly threw an arm around his waist and pulled him against himself, in a powerful, sensual embrace.

“I’m glad to see you’re as happy to meet again as I am” – Lance said warmly, looking up at Kareem’s eyes with a tenderness that made Kareem feel weak in the knees – “What happened at the Police station? What did Sean tell you?”

“Later” – Kareem replied, taking Lance’s face into his hands to better bore his gaze into his eyes – “First, you must know what I told him. I told him you are my rainbow, Lance, the whole package, my Alpha and my Omega. I told him I’m madly in love with you, that you are my friend, my lover, my man. And I told him that everything’s crystal clear to me, that I’m not mistaken: I love you Lance, I love you like I’ve never loved anyone in my life.”

Lance had wet eyes. It wasn’t the first time Kareem confessed his love for him, but never with such passion, never with such clarity and confident determination.

“Oh, almost forgetting…” – Kareem added, starting to unbutton Lance’s shirt – “I also told him that I find you incredibly sexy. That you’re 100% man and 100% sexy…”

“So I see…” – Lance murmured in a whisper, feeling Kareem’s impatient manhood getting thicker against his thigh; he didn’t do anything, he didn’t move a single muscle, he just let Kareem slowly undress him, feeling putty in his strong, manly hands. He felt like floating in the air, but soon realized he was actually floating, held by Kareem’s arms, who was bringing him bodily toward the bedroom.

“W… Where are our clothes?” – Lance murmured with a dreaming tone, realizing that they were both naked. “We don’t need no clothes” – Kareem whispered seductively, placing Lance down on the soft mattress. Lance felt like he was living a dream, a dream where Kareem’s imperious tongue was hungrily exploring his mouth, was licking his lips, was titillating his neck and was sensually bathing his nipples. Kareem’s mouth was everywhere, and the few inches of his skin not covered by Kareem’s loving kisses was delightfully caressed by his hands, those manly worker’s hands that could keep a mallet in a steely grip, and moments later could be so exquisitely tender on his skin.

“I’m yours, Kareem… Yours… Every ounce of me is yours to do whatever you want…”

“That’s why I find you so sexy…” – Kareem replied under his breath, brushing his wide palms all over Lance’s body, as if he really wanted to claim ownership over it. Lance reacted offering himself to Kareem completely, silently begging him to go on, to take all of him, even the most hidden and secret recesses of his body. He raised his legs, almost on autopilot, showing to Kareem his twitching hole, eager to be filled and stretched by his thick dark-skinned rod.

Wearing a knowing grin, Kareem shifted down on the bed and lowered his head toward the puckered odorous hole; but at the last moment, his lips unexpectedly closed around Lance’s balls, sucking them both into his wet mouth. “OOOOHHH!!!” – Lance moaned loud, feeling his heart thump so hard that he was afraid it could escape his chest any moment. He got Kareem’s hidden message: by paying homage to his balls, the root of his manliness, Kareem was telling him that he wasn’t scared anymore to love a man, he didn’t need anymore to pretend or dream to make love to a woman. Lance was so swept away by this thought that his lips let out a feeble “I’m a man…”

“You definitely are” – Kareem chuckled, letting go of Lance’s wet balls to focus on his beautiful cock, the stiff shaft, the perfect helmet. Kareem took his time, flicking his tongue against the sensitive frenulum, to then engulf the entire head in his mouth. Lance noticed immediately the confident way Kareem kept his tongue flat, distended, to envelop as much as he could of the savory meat stick he was sucking on, he even moved his tongue forward, to let the cock reach deeper inside his mouth.

A quick gurgle, immediately suppressed, let Lance know how hard Kareem was trying to take his entire length, and moments later he succeeded, relaxing his throat and letting Lance’s rod slip down his gullet. Lance stiffened and arched his body for the incredible pleasure, and murmured, surprised: “Mmmhh… Who taught you to do that…?”

“Don’t ask, don’t tell” – Kareem replied, concealing behind a joke the bitter memory of O’Rourke’s ‘lessons’ in oral sex. Funny, though, Kareem thought, that the first cock he’d ever taken down his throat was Sean’s…

The passionate blowjob went on for a short while, until Lance felt a surge of pleasure rushing from his balls to his cock, but he didn’t want to cum so soon; he couldn’t find voice enough to tell Kareem to go easy, to stop, so he tenderly caressed Kareem’s hair, gently pushing him away.

“It’s incredible…” – Kareem said in a low voice, recoiling – “Few months ago I didn’t know how mind-blowing can be giving pleasure to a man. And here comes the rest…”

«When did he take the lube?» – Lance silently gasped when he felt two slick fingers brushing all around his rosebud, to then pierce it with utmost tenderness. The sensations enflaming his body made difficult for Lance to think straight, and besides, he didn’t feel any need to think straight: it was so beautiful to be swept away by the whirlwind of sensuality that Kareem was bestowing on him! “You’re lubing me up…” – Lance blurred, completely caught into the tender web that Kareem was weaving on his body. “I’m not a rookie anymore…” – Kareem replied, pressing his throbbing cock against Lance’s slick and loosened hole – “You showed me the way, my sweet Lance, and now I can call myself a man, I can confidently go down that path, all… the… way…!”

He pushed his hips forward and his wide helmet effortlessly plopped inside Lance’s warm canal. There was no need to wait, to let Lance adjust to his girth: Lance was truly giving himself to Kareem unreservedly, welcoming his manly cock inside him with unspeakable joy and pleasure. They both almost held their breath, while Kareem’s thick cock invaded every inch of Lance’s depths, stretching his anal rings wide in the most delightful way, until their bodies were so deeply connected that they became one.

Lance was a hooker, he’d take many cocks up his ass in his life; and yet, with Kareem it was a whole different experience, he gave him sensations that no other men ever gave him, and it wasn’t just a matter of size. True, Kareem’s cock was long and thick, hard as steel, was covered with a slightly darker skin than the rest of his body and had a light pink helmet: in Lance’s eyes, Kareem’s was the most beautiful cock he’d ever seen. And Kareem definitely knew how to use it at best, alternating long powerful thrusts and short rapid hits to the prostate, making Lance delirious with pleasure.

But what completely swept Lance away was that Kareem wasn’t making love to him only with his cock, but with his eyes, his hands, his muscular thighs, and above all his heart. How did Kareem call Lance, earlier? ‘The whole package’, Lance remembered, but he reckoned that Kareem was the whole package, as he had it all, a body to die for, deep eyes inside which getting lost, a heart as big as the Cube itself and an open mind that not only saved his sanity, but let him take a leap further toward a new life.

«Ooohh… Please…» – Lance blurred at some point, feeling like Kareem had held him on the verge of cumming for hours – “I need… Oh God! It’s incredible… What you’re doing to me is… nnngghh… If you go on this way I’ll die for the pleasure… Yeah, I’m about to die…”

“Please don’t” – Kareem just said with a plain tone, and that was the last drop: Lance started laughing and moaning at the same time, while his throbbing dick shot long volleys of man cream that splatted on his hairless torso. “Ha ha! aahh… ha ha! My God… aww…ha ha!”

Lance felt exhilarated, never in his life it happened to him to laugh and cum at the same time, but that was the effect Kareem had on him. Sexual pleasure, amusement, joy, sensuality and deep love mixed in an eruption of white lava that slowly flooded his torso.

“Deep…” – Lance blurred with urgency, arching his back to take Kareem’s manhood to the last inch – “Plant your seed so deep inside me that it will be forever part of me…”

Kareem didn’t need to be asked twice, as he too had been holding back for long; he arched his body over Lance and let his hips fall with all their weight on Lance’s ass, reaching his most hidden recessed. With a low growl, he stiffened and let his orgasm explode; one, two, three jets of thick man juice bathed Lance’s inside, and then Kareem raised his hips and shoved again his cock inside, all the way, still spurting hot globs of semen. Another powerful, wrecking thrust and more shots of seed ensued, and then again. Lance thought that if he wasn’t completely drained, just looking at Kareem cumming would’ve made him hit the climax again.

Slowly, Kareem and Lance emerged from the sea of pleasure and love they were diving into and looked into each other’s eyes with an intensity that made their heart throb. They didn’t need no words, because they could clearly read into each other’s gaze one single, powerful, scaring and exhilarating word. One word that summed up their feelings perfectly.

“Forever”.

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In the next chapter: A broadcast message invites the entire Cube to attend a special event at the Rainbow Pavilion, the events arena located on the 2nd Floor; McLaughlin, with Kareem’s help, announces significant changes for Cube; Kareem takes a step further up the path to man-sex.